I’m not sure when this was from but obviously it’s been a while. Oli must be 1ish… So around the 2008 timeframe.
Your son Jonah is so dang creative! He lined up two combines and then grabbed his woody doll (complete with hat). Then he’s narrating “ready, set, go!” “woody’s gonna be the checkered flag!” – woody waves his hat to start the race, and he’s got a medal set aside for whoever the winner turns out to be. Look at the pic, I sent and it’ll all make sense.
We were driving down to Angostora with the Bricks to go boating for the day. Oli from the back… ahhhhhh, Angie looked at him with a frightened yet sad look as Oli said, “my tooth fell out!” Then in all the bewilderment Oli throws out a gag… Angie, “Oli, are you going to throw up?” “No…”
Then Angie grabs a small, red sandwich bag and tells him to throw up in that if he is going to. Then in one fail swoop… up it comes. The now lost tooth freaked him out so much that he made himself throw up.
The day goes by, he’s concerned about what he can and can’t eat. “I need to eat something soft.”
Night rolls around, the boys hang out downstairs watching Shrek on tv. After waiting far too long for them to fall asleep on their own we decide to put them to bed. First we take Oli… Pray then kiss him goodnight. I’m half way up the stairs when cries start. “Baby Jaguar!!!” Ok, he’s in the car, I’ll grab it and be back down.
Upon entering his bedroom cries begin. I’m scared… Scared of what, Oli? I don’t want the tooth fairy to take my tooth. Why buddy, it’ll be ok, she’ll just replace your tooth with some money. But, what if she takes you guys? She won’t take us, she just wants to take your baby teeth. Oli, do you want to tell the tooth fairy to leave your tooth tonight and she’ll come back when you’re ready. No… I want the money, but…
I’m really scared. Well, we can leave the tooth on the counter if you’re afraid of the tooth fairy coming in your room. But, will she know it’s there? Yes, she’ll know it’s there. Can I just sleep upstairs. Sure buddy.
But, I want to leave my tooth on my bed. Ok, we’ll leave it down here. I start to grab his pillow, NO! leave the pillow. Ok… she’ll find it. Wait, I want to take my tooth and the pillow upstairs. Ok, and are you sure you want the tooth fairy to take the tooth tonight? Yes. You want it under your pillow? Yes.
Ok… Good night buddy.
Enter, Mom. Goodnight precious Oliver. Goodnight mama. Is your tooth under your pillow? Yes. OK – I’ll wait up for the toothfairy and tell her you’re in our room. (panic sets in) Mom, what if she goes through my window and you don’t see her???
Shoot… this kid has some legitimate concerns. “I’ll be sure I catch her, honey.” “OK mama”
Innocence and unconditional trust is so precious in these little ones. So pure. Moments like these I will treasure forever.
As Oliver is eating his lunch today, he says:
“Pineapple makes me want to paint.”
You have to remember to bring your firework boots to walk on the fireworks. – jonah